In the garden I sit to meditate,
With the sun’s brilliant rays pulling me in.
The air so clear with a gentle breeze,
Is your essence Lord
Calling me to your Sanctity.
As I follow my breath I find you patiently waiting for me.
The chimes sing an angelic song as you court me along.
The mental haze brings forth your loving grace.
As we stand in our holy embrace.
Your essence Lord kisses my face.
It is in this very moment of tenderness,
The pureness of my soul exposed,
That our spirits meld within this enchanted place.
This spiritual dance an energy exchange strengthens me,
So I go on in this earthly plane.
Knowing the divinity Lord
Of my soul exist within Thee.
Your essences is all of me…the love of me…
The past…the present and future of me.
As I sit and meditate in the sacredness of this moment
A fierce explosive buzz interrupts our love.
I sit so quietly yet the Bee is sounding more furiously
Lord I hear you laugh and say, “Just will it away.”
With the power of my mind I spoke,
“Oh Lord, I do not want to go and chase this bee today.”
The aggressive bee zoomed closer to me.
Caught in my hair I had to jump out of the chair.
With a shake of my head and a swat of my hands
I freed the bee from the head of me.
Now as I sit I have rejoined the earthly plane
With a bee in my hand
And All God’s love surrounding me,
Embracing me and within me.
Sorry Lord, I did not mean to swat so hard.